(Steve Harris)
On a cold October morning as frost lay on the ground
Waiting to make my move I make no sound
Waiting for the mist to cover all around
I carefully picked my time then took the wall
I'm sick and tired of running, the hunger and the pain
A stop to look about then off again
Being at the wrong place and at the wrong time
Suspected of a hit that was my crime
I am a fugitive being hunted down like game
I am a fugitive but I've got to clear my name
I am a fugitive being hunted down like game
I am a fugitive but I've got to clear my name
Always looking 'round me forever looking back
I'll always be a target for attack
Ever moving onward, always on the run
Waiting for the sight of a loaded gun
I am a fugitive being hunted down like game
I am a fugitive but I've got to clear my name
I am a fugitive being hunted down like game
I am a fugitive but I've got to clear my name
(Solo)
Even if I find them and get to clear my name
I know that things can never be the same
But if I ever prove my innocence some day
I've got to get them all to make them pay
Tomado de AlbumCancionYLetra.comI am a fugitive being hunted down like game
I am a fugitive but I've got to clear my name
I am a fugitive being hunted down like game
I am a fugitive but I've got to clear my name